Is anybody out there? Two 30-something partners and parents of three and full time marketing professionals seeking someone similar who has figured it all out. Realizing that no one has truly figured it all out, also seeking someone who has at least crossed to the other side of hectic and has less regrets than one... Continue Reading →
Six years - six years a force in my life, six years a mom. Six years old, Koala. Six means: you are going to first grade in four months you are asking a lot of questions but answering a lot of mine this is the last Koala Update I write before you will begin to know... Continue Reading →
Week 17: Macro Big healthy.
Israelis are nothing if not... persistent. That's how we ended up here after thousands of years, and it's how we became Startup Nation. So when we planned to go to the beach weeks ago for Yom Haatzmaut, you can bet the forecast be damned and we were going to the &@!$% beach. Even if there... Continue Reading →
A colleague who visits children of friends and neighbors, acquaintances and others at Har Herzl every year invited some of us to join him today on Israeli Memorial Day. I had never been there on Yom HaZicaron itself, so the experience was new. There's a lot to see and hear. High school students. Scouts. Foreign... Continue Reading →
13 months. 13 things I hope you will keep doing. Playing in the dirt Saying 'hello' when I hand you a 'telephone' Hide and seek with your shirt Climbing over your siblings Claiming what's rightfully yours Cuddling us Rumbling on the bed with the blankets and pillows EATING AND NOT GIVING A $#*%@! Taking what... Continue Reading →
So now I understand why the tooth fairy is a thing. I had dismissed it as bullshit but I take that back now, because six years is in no way even close to the amount of parenting time where you can sit back, put your feet up, and act like you're the shit.* *there is,... Continue Reading →
Week 16: Through a Child's Eyes Seeing Science A science experiment, through a child's eyes.
Things I love about Independence Day season in Israel: Every year - without fail - I manage to learn something new from my kids. This morning, all dressed up for the gan celebration, on the way to the car, my gan-aged kids broke out into song together. I asked them to teach it to me.... Continue Reading →